Chapter 25: Customer service complaints
The plan was to be carried out next Saturday. As the days passed by Tweek (Being Tweek) became more and more anxious and as he and the other two boys prepared to carry out their prank. When the day arrived, he was a complete bundle of nerves.
"M-Maybe we shouldn't do this. He'll, he'll HATE us! I can't handle the pr-pressure! GAH!"
Clyde and Token slowly turned to Tweek, "This was your idea Tweek" Clyde said. "He won't hate us. If we do this, it'll be worth it." Token encouraged. They practically pulled Tweek through the doors of Denny's and then the group waited for service.
A waitress at a table in the far corner spotted them and, after finishing her business with her customers, went into the staff section of the restaurant. Luck seemed to be on their sides as within the next minute, Craig came out of those doors, heading in their direction.
He looked at the booking in computer on the front desk and asked them how many people would need to be seated.
"THREE! GAH!" Tweek shouted.
Craig stiffened and then gradually lifted his head to look at his three friends.
"Oh god no," were the next ominous words to leave his mouth.
"Hey Craig!" Clyde greeted as Token tried to suppress laughter while taking in Craig's work appearance.
Craig lifted his hand in front of him and then, suddenly, a cough was heard. Craig glanced over to see the manager with his eyebrows raised. This man knew of Craig's…liking or showing his middle finger off and had nearly fired the boy for it several times. Flipping off a customer would be the last straw.
Craig seemed close to tears. He put his hand down, turned to enter the arrival of three boys at table 12 into the computer and then put on (Just like Tweek thought he would) his fake smile, guiding them to their table.
His 'cute', fake smile, Tweek remembered regretfully.
When they reached the table and were out of sight of the Denny's manager, Craig leaned on the table as the boys shuffled into the booth.
Craig breathed out slowly, "What are you doing here." He muttered.
"We just wanted to come out and eat. We thought what better place to come. We wanted to test your customer service skills. They're pretty good so far, though Craig, I must say I'm fairly disappointed, did you nearly flip us off before, that's not very good."
As Craig took these words in, his face became a full out glare at Clyde. "Shut up Clyde! This is serious. I work here. If you get me fired, I swear-"
"N-No Craig, relax! We, we won't get you fired." Tweek smiled at him sweetly and Craig pulled himself off of the table, crossing his arms and giving each of his friends a quick glance and look of worry.
"You'd better not. What do you want?"
"Craig! Is that how you treat your customers?"
Token kicked Clyde under the table and over the crying of the other boy he ordered a coke. Tweek asked, obviously, for coffee and once he had calmed down, Clyde chocked out an order for a chocolate fudge sundae.
Everybody looked at him, "A sundae? Dude it's LUNCH! And we're ordering drinks!"
"I don't care!" He sniffled, "This is Denny's isn't it? I'm using it to recover from the pain of my leg."
The 'You're a weirdo' looks continued but nonetheless, Craig took down the orders and mumbled that he would be back in a second.
As he walked off, he felt knots in his stomach; he liked earning money and if those guys got him fired, he would have to kill them. Well, except for Tweek. Tweek probably wouldn't be in on any evil ideas they had for him anyway.